On the day they were going to kill him, Santiago Nasar got up at five-thirty in the morning to wait for the boat the bishop was coming on.

On the day they were going to kill him, Santiago Nasar got up at five-thirty in the morning to wait for the boat the bishop was coming on.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez in Chronicle of a Death Foretold (1981), translated by Gregory Rabassa
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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